A Poet's Womb |
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A Poets Womb
The tub is small
Even from my diminutive vantage
Right sole on cool tile
Left toes curled on hot valve
Seaweed hair
Floats...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 17:38:00 GMT |
Secret Flight |
The drunk wanderings Of your kissesMake their way to meSkin, bone, muscle and nailHave waitedBareDormantAgainst the blood dust Of someone else's artTill feather by featherYour kissesTouch down And rip...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 04:11:00 GMT |
Red on Maroon |
Red on Maroon{inspired by Mark Rothko's painting "red on maroon".... please look here first:}http://www. tate. org. uk/servlet/ViewWork?workid=12968&searchid=9084&roomi
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Posted by on Tue, 28 Oct 2008 00:49:00 GMT |
SoUl bOtTOm puRpLE |
Soul bottom purple Reached by the bucket you write Turning Each word lower to find me to whole me Wheeling day tremors toward night skin I am here sleepwalking under water listening to sand...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 03:05:00 GMT |
old school |
(my first villanelle. . . a 19 line poem, 5 stanzas of 3 lines, and a 6th of 4. the first line of the first stanza must be repeated as the last line of the 2nd and 4th, then in the last. T...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 01:25:00 GMT |
what the water gave me. . . |
(the title comes from a frida painting. . . wrote this some time ago, thought i'd post it here )What the Water Gave MeAfter,We cling to the sheet As tea leavesAnd begin to readWho we are. . . Who 'we'...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Aug 2008 03:57:00 GMT |
host |
On maggot days And termite nights I dip you in my milky sleep .. .. There, we elephant talk In frequencies Undiluted Big love below the radar Mapping the span Between two spheres and ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jul 2008 19:21:00 GMT |
Red-Blooded Shadow |
Your ghost Comes to meRobustAn orange goldEntourageStolenFrom sleepAroused By the pullAnd the fearYou blanketMe in thunderParting rustFrom routineI bargain marrowFor your planetsTo pulse And collideAs...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 12:14:00 GMT |
Think Global, Act Local! |
It adds years to your life It’s cancer prevention Laugh line inducing And wood conservation It’s just before 70 Sunshine in the rain It’s what the doc ordered For mana...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 06:44:00 GMT |
The Mango Boat |
My teeth gutted the fragrant meat From a not-exactly-ripe mango Still hungry I set sail toward you Aboard the autumn skinned mango boat In my hand Need will allow me to believe I have found you As th...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 05:03:00 GMT |
